Franchesca set him straight. "Fly north-northeast for 315 nautical miles. Look for the control tower with broken glass and call me." Much to her surprise the stork showed up about five minutes later and the egg was none the worse for wear. "Hey, like that broken glass? was the best navigational tip ever!" He spoke very sloooowly.

Franchesca tipped him ten percent and sent him on his way.

Not being one to sit in a nest Franchesca quickly called Roxie the Haberdasher. Roxie had the solution and there you see it ... new outfits with eggccessories!